Chapter 9
Harry felt as if he were falling. Falling away from life. Falling away from his goals. Falling away from his friends. Falling.... Deeper and deeper into the inky blackness. His head felt extremely weak and it felt as if his scar had opened up completely. He heard a loud commotion in the background.
Harry opened his eyes weakly, and raised himself slowly. He could see Draco fighting with the death eaters, and to Harry's shock, his own father. "Boy! You've made the biggest mistake you could ever make! You are an embarassment to the Malfoy's! I shall not be treated like this!" Lucius roared, wisps of hair falling from his ponytail.
Harry looked around for Voldemort. All he saw was a heap of black silk on the floor near him. Harry noticed Eve Studt was the only death eater not sending spells at Draco. Her head was in her hands and she was shivering like mad, her pale hands shaking.
Harry felt the need to reach out and touch her just then. She looked as if she needed a friend. As if she had no one in the world. Harry shook the silly thought from his mind and wiped his forhead carelessly. His hand grazed something wet. Blood.
"Look!" Nadia screeched, pointing at Harry. Her strawberry blonde hair was flew everywhere as she screeched to a halt, her wand still raised. Draco's eyes gazed at Harry, a determined expression on his face. Deep down, Harry felt relieved. Relieved that Draco was not glaring at him.
Then Harry realised that everyone was staring at him with a shocked expression on their faces. "How the hell are you alive?" Snarled a very unpleasent looking wizard. Harry glared and pulled out his wand. "No way Draco's going to fight filth by himself." Harry replied icily, shooting a spell at the wizard.
"Incendio!" He roared, standing up. He ignored the pain throbbing through his head and concentrated on defeating his enemies. Lucius Malfoy glared. "You'll never beat us Potter. It's us versus you - and my pathetic excuse of a son."
"Petrificus Totalus!" Draco shouted, aiming his wand at Lucius. Lucius' pointed face smirked as he dodged the spell too easily. The battle raged on.
"Expelliarmus!" Laura Dirge cried, shooting the disarming spell at Draco. It missed him by an inch. Harry hit her with the swelling charm. "No no. Not nice." He said, leaving her writhing around on the ground, her nose beginning to swell to the size of her hand.
Nadia Smith got to Harry faster than anyone. "You know, I've always wanted to be this close to you." She said, chuckling, her gray eyes not meeting the laugh. "Too bad I'll have to kill you now." She whispered, raising her wand. Her lips opened, but she didn't say anything.
She fell on the floor with out another word. Draco grinned at him and turned to face another masked figure. Harry spun around and ended up face to face with Lucius Malfoy himself. "Potter!" He roared, saliva flying from his mouth.
"Yes, you bloody blonde dingbat?" Harry asked, raising his wand. Lucius smirked, knowing he'd be able to deflect Harry's spell easily. "Just try and hit me, Potter." He said coldy. "Reducio!" Cried a voice. Harry's mouth widened in shock as Lucius Malfoy shrunk to the size of a finger nail. He across the font of Harry's sneakers in panic.
"Eve?!" Harry asked, picking up the miniature Lucius. Eve Studt looked frightened. "I will be punished." She said, her eyes wide. She rocked back and forth slowly. "I shouldn't have done that." She croaked, a fat tear leaking from her eye.
"It's the right thing to do." Harry responded, conjuring a small glass to put Lucius in. "They've stopped fighting." Eve said, tears now straming down her thin face. Harry glanced around. The remaining death eaters looked unsure. Harry felt his heart skip a beat.
Voldemort must be gone. No wonder he wasn't in the chamber. Laura Dirge's nose had grown so large, she was passed out on the chamber floor. Lucius was inside of Harry's pocket. The death eaters had no one to command them.
Draco stared at Eve thankfully. The death eaters exchanged glances. "What now?" Amelia Marvos squeaked. She sported a torn robe and a bloodied leg. The other death eaters looked as if they wanted to flee. They had fear carved into their unpleasent features.
Suddenly, the mouth of the Salazar Slytherin statue began to open. Everyone watched silently as a blonde girl emerged from the mouth.
"Harry Potter! It's about damn time you did your hero thing!" Morgan screeched. Her hair looked wet and her school uniform clung to her body. She glared at the death eaters and Draco. "I figured he had something to do with this." She said coldly. Draco glared at her and kept his wand aimed at the remaining death eaters.
"Are you all right?" Harry asked, staring at her. Her bottom lip quivered. Harry knew how much she must miss Ron. The death eaters raised there wands, but not before more footsteps entered the hall.
Harry looked up, and his jaw dropped..
* * *
It had been a few weeks since the incident inside the Chamber of Secrets, so naturally, the whole school knew about it. When Harry entered the great hall Monday morning, the hall was buzzing with gossip.
His head still hurt terribly, but he was well enough to leave the hospital wing. His scar was deeper, and it was more visible than ever. Unfortunately that is how it will stay from now on. The death eaters? Their all in maximum Azkaban security. Voldemort? Oh, him. He's hiding out there.. some where. But for now, Harry wasn't scared. No one was scared. Voldemort is gone temporarily, and that's all that matters.
"Hello, Harry!" Luna called, her eyes wide. Her friend Alice Adams giggled and turned red. Harry raised an eyebrow and Luna rolled her eyes. Alice flipped her dark brown hair and eyed Harry hungrily. "Um, okay.." Harry said. He turned his back on them and headed towards the Gryffindor table.
"Harry Potter!" Angelina cried, standing up. "You missed our Quidditch match!" She glared at him. Harry's jaw dropped. "A Quidditch match is more important than defeating Voldemort.. again?" He asked sarcastically. Angelina glared and sat back down. Harry saw Katie Bell look away, but he also noticed a slight smirk playing on her lips.
The day carried on as normal as any day is for an everyday teenage boy - er - I mean wizard. Ron and Morgan, oh, they're closer than ever. Ginny and Dean? Don't even get me started. Everything was going fine. Except for one thing.
"Harry." A silky voice called. Harry looked up into Draco's face.
Gray locked on green.
"Draco." Harry replied, a mere whisper. Then they engaged in a breath taking kiss. Harry sighed happily as Draco's tongue slipped into his mouth. When they'd finished, Harry eyed their broom closet surroundings. He didn't notice the black haired girl in the corner.
Shea Mui began applauding happily. "It's about time you let me know, Draco." She said, laughing. Her glasses shone in the dim candle light and she sat down on an upside down bucket. "Carry on, you little wiseasses." She said, rolling her eyes. And so they did.
Harry didn't know if this was love, but he knew he liked it for now. Even if the entire school knew about their relationship, it wouldn't make a difference. His feelings for Draco would always remain a secret untold.
END
Harry felt as if he were falling. Falling away from life. Falling away from his goals. Falling away from his friends. Falling.... Deeper and deeper into the inky blackness. His head felt extremely weak and it felt as if his scar had opened up completely. He heard a loud commotion in the background.
Harry opened his eyes weakly, and raised himself slowly. He could see Draco fighting with the death eaters, and to Harry's shock, his own father. "Boy! You've made the biggest mistake you could ever make! You are an embarassment to the Malfoy's! I shall not be treated like this!" Lucius roared, wisps of hair falling from his ponytail.
Harry looked around for Voldemort. All he saw was a heap of black silk on the floor near him. Harry noticed Eve Studt was the only death eater not sending spells at Draco. Her head was in her hands and she was shivering like mad, her pale hands shaking.
Harry felt the need to reach out and touch her just then. She looked as if she needed a friend. As if she had no one in the world. Harry shook the silly thought from his mind and wiped his forhead carelessly. His hand grazed something wet. Blood.
"Look!" Nadia screeched, pointing at Harry. Her strawberry blonde hair was flew everywhere as she screeched to a halt, her wand still raised. Draco's eyes gazed at Harry, a determined expression on his face. Deep down, Harry felt relieved. Relieved that Draco was not glaring at him.
Then Harry realised that everyone was staring at him with a shocked expression on their faces. "How the hell are you alive?" Snarled a very unpleasent looking wizard. Harry glared and pulled out his wand. "No way Draco's going to fight filth by himself." Harry replied icily, shooting a spell at the wizard.
"Incendio!" He roared, standing up. He ignored the pain throbbing through his head and concentrated on defeating his enemies. Lucius Malfoy glared. "You'll never beat us Potter. It's us versus you - and my pathetic excuse of a son."
"Petrificus Totalus!" Draco shouted, aiming his wand at Lucius. Lucius' pointed face smirked as he dodged the spell too easily. The battle raged on.
"Expelliarmus!" Laura Dirge cried, shooting the disarming spell at Draco. It missed him by an inch. Harry hit her with the swelling charm. "No no. Not nice." He said, leaving her writhing around on the ground, her nose beginning to swell to the size of her hand.
Nadia Smith got to Harry faster than anyone. "You know, I've always wanted to be this close to you." She said, chuckling, her gray eyes not meeting the laugh. "Too bad I'll have to kill you now." She whispered, raising her wand. Her lips opened, but she didn't say anything.
She fell on the floor with out another word. Draco grinned at him and turned to face another masked figure. Harry spun around and ended up face to face with Lucius Malfoy himself. "Potter!" He roared, saliva flying from his mouth.
"Yes, you bloody blonde dingbat?" Harry asked, raising his wand. Lucius smirked, knowing he'd be able to deflect Harry's spell easily. "Just try and hit me, Potter." He said coldy. "Reducio!" Cried a voice. Harry's mouth widened in shock as Lucius Malfoy shrunk to the size of a finger nail. He across the font of Harry's sneakers in panic.
"Eve?!" Harry asked, picking up the miniature Lucius. Eve Studt looked frightened. "I will be punished." She said, her eyes wide. She rocked back and forth slowly. "I shouldn't have done that." She croaked, a fat tear leaking from her eye.
"It's the right thing to do." Harry responded, conjuring a small glass to put Lucius in. "They've stopped fighting." Eve said, tears now straming down her thin face. Harry glanced around. The remaining death eaters looked unsure. Harry felt his heart skip a beat.
Voldemort must be gone. No wonder he wasn't in the chamber. Laura Dirge's nose had grown so large, she was passed out on the chamber floor. Lucius was inside of Harry's pocket. The death eaters had no one to command them.
Draco stared at Eve thankfully. The death eaters exchanged glances. "What now?" Amelia Marvos squeaked. She sported a torn robe and a bloodied leg. The other death eaters looked as if they wanted to flee. They had fear carved into their unpleasent features.
Suddenly, the mouth of the Salazar Slytherin statue began to open. Everyone watched silently as a blonde girl emerged from the mouth.
"Harry Potter! It's about damn time you did your hero thing!" Morgan screeched. Her hair looked wet and her school uniform clung to her body. She glared at the death eaters and Draco. "I figured he had something to do with this." She said coldly. Draco glared at her and kept his wand aimed at the remaining death eaters.
"Are you all right?" Harry asked, staring at her. Her bottom lip quivered. Harry knew how much she must miss Ron. The death eaters raised there wands, but not before more footsteps entered the hall.
Harry looked up, and his jaw dropped..
* * *
It had been a few weeks since the incident inside the Chamber of Secrets, so naturally, the whole school knew about it. When Harry entered the great hall Monday morning, the hall was buzzing with gossip.
His head still hurt terribly, but he was well enough to leave the hospital wing. His scar was deeper, and it was more visible than ever. Unfortunately that is how it will stay from now on. The death eaters? Their all in maximum Azkaban security. Voldemort? Oh, him. He's hiding out there.. some where. But for now, Harry wasn't scared. No one was scared. Voldemort is gone temporarily, and that's all that matters.
"Hello, Harry!" Luna called, her eyes wide. Her friend Alice Adams giggled and turned red. Harry raised an eyebrow and Luna rolled her eyes. Alice flipped her dark brown hair and eyed Harry hungrily. "Um, okay.." Harry said. He turned his back on them and headed towards the Gryffindor table.
"Harry Potter!" Angelina cried, standing up. "You missed our Quidditch match!" She glared at him. Harry's jaw dropped. "A Quidditch match is more important than defeating Voldemort.. again?" He asked sarcastically. Angelina glared and sat back down. Harry saw Katie Bell look away, but he also noticed a slight smirk playing on her lips.
The day carried on as normal as any day is for an everyday teenage boy - er - I mean wizard. Ron and Morgan, oh, they're closer than ever. Ginny and Dean? Don't even get me started. Everything was going fine. Except for one thing.
"Harry." A silky voice called. Harry looked up into Draco's face.
Gray locked on green.
"Draco." Harry replied, a mere whisper. Then they engaged in a breath taking kiss. Harry sighed happily as Draco's tongue slipped into his mouth. When they'd finished, Harry eyed their broom closet surroundings. He didn't notice the black haired girl in the corner.
Shea Mui began applauding happily. "It's about time you let me know, Draco." She said, laughing. Her glasses shone in the dim candle light and she sat down on an upside down bucket. "Carry on, you little wiseasses." She said, rolling her eyes. And so they did.
Harry didn't know if this was love, but he knew he liked it for now. Even if the entire school knew about their relationship, it wouldn't make a difference. His feelings for Draco would always remain a secret untold.
END